Chapter 104 Cozy
After Nathan ejaculated about two waves of semen, Katniss quickly reached her second climax. She propped up her upper body, tossed her hair back, and matched Nathan's posture, shaking with each contraction of his scrotum. As Nathan's semen kept washing over Katniss's cervix and vaginal walls, stimulating her body continuously, Katniss's climax lingered longer. At that moment, the two of them resembled triumphant knights returning, with the horse's hooves raised and the knight draped in a cloak, fluttering in the wind.
Gradually, Nathan's ejaculation stopped, and he remained motionless in position, only panting heavily. After her climax, Katniss lowered her upper body again, her breathing slowly calming. Feeling Nathan still not fully recovered while lying on top of her, she weakly lifted one of her legs. Being ridden by Nathan, her waist and buttocks were pinned down.
Katniss slowly bent the leg she raised upward, first the heel and then the sole of her foot touching Nathan's sweaty back. Her beautiful white feet caressed Nathan's back gently. Despite her earlier refusal being rejected, she didn't seem angry. It appeared that the climax Nathan brought her was enough to offset any previous displeasure.
With Katniss's foot caresses, Nathan finally calmed down. He seemed to have lost all his strength, slowly collapsing onto Katniss's back. Eventually, he turned over and lay on the bed. By then, he had no energy left, feeling physically drained.
As Nathan turned over, his flaccid penis, embedded in Katniss's vaginal opening, was gradually pulled out, straightening out, with only the glans stubbornly stuck at the entrance. As Nathan turned over, the glans stuck in Katniss's vaginal opening tugged at her body. Resting on the bed, Katniss's buttocks were forced to follow Nathan's glans, as if it was stuck too tightly or she didn't want Nathan to leave so soon.
Finally, as Nathan lay on the bed and his back touched the surface, his glans was finally pulled out, emitting a distinctive sound.
At the moment Nathan's glans was pulled out, Katniss, with her buttocks raised, shuddered suddenly, letting out a final moan. Her body lost control of Nathan's glans and finally collapsed back onto the bed.
With no obstruction from the penis, the love juices and semen of both flowed out like a spring, spurting out like a severed artery, splashing on the bed marked by their traces.
Nathan lay on the bed, his penis between his hips sticky with a mixture of love fluids, reflecting a fluorescent glow. His pubic hair was already wet and stuck together with the fluids. Nathan closed his eyes, resting and recovering his strength. Katniss lay on the bed, savoring the afterglow of their second experience of lovemaking, seemingly unable to forget the pleasure, indulging in it. She lay still, not wanting to be disturbed by anything external, letting the fluids from her vagina flow continuously until it gradually decreased to nothing.
The scene seemed frozen, with only the uneven breaths of the two audible. Sitting in front of the computer, I finally finished watching this taboo-breaking ethical drama, feeling a strong inner stimulation. I stood up, arching my back as my buttocks had gone numb. I took small steps towards the bathroom, needing to clean up because I ejaculated in my pants at the same time Nathan and Katniss reached climax.
After finally reaching the bathroom, I began cleaning myself up. Taking off my pants, I saw the semen in my underwear and the dampness. I shook my head with a bitter smile, continuing to clean up. Nathan should have Katniss to help him clean up, right?
After five minutes of cleaning, I hurried back to the computer. "Shouldn't Katniss be going to the bathroom to clean up?" However, that was not the case. In the video, Nathan and Katniss were still lying on the bed, motionless, maintaining their previous positions. The only difference was that no more semen was flowing from Katniss's vagina. The bed below her was sticky with semen, which had become thick due to the prolonged absence of ejaculation.
It seemed that their passionate lovemaking had drained both of them of all their energy. The intense climax left them both exhausted, unwilling to wake up from the pleasure and afterglow.
After about two more minutes, Katniss was the first to move. Lazily propping herself up with her hands on the bed, as soon as her upper body left the bed, she slumped back down, apparently still lacking strength. Katniss tried to prop herself up again, only to slump back down. Despite the repeated failures, she didn't give up. On the third attempt, she finally succeeded, sitting up with her upper body propped up. She opened her weary eyes, her thoughts now clear. After a long time without experiencing intense lovemaking, she had once again experienced the true rebirth of life with Nathan's wild lovemaking.
Looking around the room, her thoughts fully awake, a hint of a wry smile crossed her face. The recent lovemaking had made her fully alert, a hint of shyness flashing across her face. Glancing at the motionless Nathan, she perhaps remembered his still injured body at that moment. Without dwelling on her emotions, she immediately panicked and crawled to Nathan, shaking him with her hands.
"Nathan, are you okay? Nothing wrong, right? Any discomfort?" Seeing Nathan motionless, Katniss immediately became fearful, gently pushing Nathan with her small hands.
"I'm fine, I'm very comfortable. It's been a long time since I felt this comfortable. Katniss, I'm fine." Initially, Nathan seemed still lost in the pleasure, reminiscing about the wonderful lovemaking with Katniss. He couldn't help but exclaim his comfort, but as he finished speaking, he finally came to his senses, realizing the current situation, quickly opening his eyes and changing the subject in a fluster.
After speaking, Nathan glanced at Katniss and then averted his gaze, his eyes wandering, seemingly feeling a bit embarrassed even after waking up. Katniss just looked at Nathan calmly. Seeing that Nathan was fine, it was just a false alarm. Katniss let out a sigh, patting her exposed chest with her small hands. When her hand touched her bare breasts, Katniss suddenly remembered she was completely naked. She let out a soft cry and immediately instinctively covered her chest with her hands. Her flustered and cute appearance made Nathan, who was initially tense and unnatural, uncontrollably smile, looking at Katniss with affection.
Thinking that her whole body had been tasted by Nathan, Katniss hesitated for a moment before slowly lowering her hands, accepting Nathan's admiration calmly. Dragging her weary body to the edge of the bed, she tentatively stepped on the floor, staggering a few times before slowly walking out of the bedroom. During this process, Katniss didn't grab her underwear or nightgown. Was she planning to come back naked after her shower? I wondered at that moment.
"Nathan, I'm going to take a shower. I'll come back to clean you up later." When she reached the doorway, Katniss turned back to Nathan, with a faint smile and shyness on her face. However, she didn't meet Nathan's gaze, her eyes fixed on the bedside table, shifting her focus.
Nathan smiled in response, watching Katniss walk away, until she appeared in the bathroom. Nathan lay back down, closing his eyes to savor the moment, with a smile of contentment on his face.
Watching Katniss cleaning herself in the bathroom, my heart was complex. My plan had succeeded once again, with the awakened Nathan being comforted by Katniss's affection, and Katniss experiencing pleasures I couldn't provide. It was all worth celebrating, but a faint sense of pain and bitterness crept into my heart. Although I didn't welcome these feelings, perhaps with time, my excitement would increase, and the pain would decrease, leaving me filled only with excitement and happiness, with the pain and bitterness disappearing forever.
As for whether things would spiral out of control in the future? I believed they wouldn't. At least I should trust Katniss and Nathan. Despite engaging in conflicted and pleasurable lovemaking under my arrangement, both parties currently maintained their boundaries. Katniss wouldn't marry Nathan; they agreed to remain secret lovers forever and not disrupt the family, at least not visibly, to avoid harm.
As long as they upheld their boundaries, I could accept it. I couldn't afford to lose either Katniss or Nathan. If I were forced to choose between them, the painful decision might lead me to choose to leave this world.
While lost in my thoughts, Katniss had finished cleaning herself and returned to Nathan's room, naked once again. Nathan was still lying with his eyes closed, his flaccid penis limp, the fluids dried up on top, forming a layer of dry substance.
With wet wipes in hand, Katniss used two fingers to gently wipe Nathan's penis, cleaning him meticulously without missing a spot. Watching Katniss clean Nathan's penis, I couldn't help but wonder, "Would Nathan get aroused again and have a second round with Katniss?" After all, there was a precedent, even though it was under the influence of sexual enhancers last time.
After a while of Katniss wiping him, Nathan opened his eyes and watched Katniss's back. As Katniss was bent over cleaning Nathan, her large and white breasts hung down, swaying with the wiping motion. Nathan's gaze lingered on them, despite having touched and tasted them before, the novelty of Katniss's breasts was always fresh to him, much like me. His gaze then moved down to Katniss's slender waist and further down to her buttocks, which appeared fuller and rounder due to her bent posture.
Admiring the captivating beauty before him, watching Katniss attentively cleaning him, Nathan's penis being cleaned unexpectedly began to stiffen again, although not fully erect. Seeing Nathan starting to get aroused again, I looked down at my own unresponsive penis in my pants, admiring Nathan's sexual prowess. Despite being injured and over fifty, Nathan still had it. Why was my body being tormented like this? Why was I at a disadvantage in terms of sexual function? I wasn't a pessimistic person and didn't usually retreat or blame others when faced with setbacks, except for this matter.
Perhaps sensing his penis slowly stiffening in her hand, Katniss stopped her movements, holding Nathan's penis still. She then turned to look at Nathan. Seeing Nathan gazing at her naked body with desire, Katniss couldn't help but feel amused, annoyed, and proud.
"Dad, your body isn't fully recovered yet. Once is enough for now; more will harm your body." Katniss stopped and looked at Nathan, then gently spoke after some thought. They say semen is a man's lifeblood, one drop of semen equals ten drops of blood, although not entirely true, it's a vivid description. At that moment, Katniss was most concerned about Nathan's body, perhaps because her body couldn't handle a second round of lovemaking with Nathan. In any case, Katniss rejected Nathan's suggestion.
After Katniss tactfully declined, Nathan couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. But he knew Katniss was speaking the truth; his body couldn't handle a second round of lovemaking at the moment.
Although Nathan's disappointment was subtle, Katniss caught it in the dim light of the night. Seeing Nathan's dejected expression, Katniss's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness and compassion.
"When your body fully recovers, we can make love whenever you want." Katniss coaxed Nathan like a child, her gentle gaze unable to hide her tenderness.
Hearing Katniss's words, Nathan couldn't contain his surprise. Finally, he could enjoy Katniss's lovemaking anytime and anywhere, fulfilling his long-awaited desire. For this wish, he had sacrificed so much, even almost his life.
"I will keep my promise." Perhaps realizing her previous words were too ambiguous, Katniss found an excuse and reason for herself. Was it just to fulfill the promise, or did she have other intentions? Only she knew.
However, this statement poured cold water on Nathan's hopes. He hoped Katniss was attracted to him for his love and sexual prowess, not just to fulfill a promise. After all, it involved a man's dignity, and he didn't want to be treated as an emotionless sex doll. Nathan couldn't help but feel another blow, his pained expression hard to conceal, struggling to speak. "What's wrong, Dad?" Noticing Nathan's sudden dejection again, Katniss, unaware of her unintentional mistake, gently inquired once more.
"Is it just to fulfill a promise?" Nathan looked at Katniss with a mix of pain and hope on his face, trying to maintain a neutral expression while seeking an urgent answer from Katniss.
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